Personality: On the whole she's a welcoming mare, a veritable social butterfly, who has yet to meet anyone whom she doesn't consider a friend. That isn't to say, however, that her sweetness doesn't come at a price. Marcharie places far too much emphasis on the trivial and minor details, ultimately making her a fussy sort. She's very particular about certain things, all of which inevitably revolve around tea. Only certain cushions should be used during the evenings, lemon zest should only be used with European black teas, and don't get her started on cinnamon! Her more extreme pet peeves include twins (to her that is the mother being extremely lazy during birth; where is the uniqueness?!), the word 'morning', and the color purple.
Because of her ability to endlessly chatter on with her sister, usually in nonsensical riddles and laughter, guests hardly have the time to pick up on every one of her rules. A pity, really. Marcharie can be quite temperamental when her tea party has been disrupted. The worst offense, of course, being when her sister breaks the "teapots". Clumsy wretch!
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There it goes up and down, round and round, every thing's just spiraling down~
Maddy sighed as she stared at the broken teapot. It had been Marcharie's recent favorite and now it was shattered. What was she to do with this one? "Oh well off into the woods you go~!" Last time she had broken Marcharie's teapot Maddy had taken it away to the same spot, a mostly hidden chasm in the woods that allowed a perfect hole for such pieces. It was a shame that the old teapots got so stinky down there else Maddy would have been content to host a party on this very area. Marcharie would never agree though since things always have to be so-so~
"Madeleine? Where are you, Maddy dear? You'll never believe the luck we've had." A light, excited trill bounced around the wicked woods as the little pluck of a mare tittered about in search of her sister. "I've brought your faaavoorrriiiteee." Her laughter carried far further than her steps, and the sheer over joyed nature of the mare shown through her features. "They'll be here any moment, so please do come back! It's almost Tea Time."
Oh, oh, no! In surprise Maddy bounced around on her hooves before finally turning to catch sight of her sister's appearance, "Oh lovely~" Her gaze shimmered at the idea of the party, "But oh I must confess to an itsy tensie spill up." Her sister was going to go mad over this one! Oh the thought made her chuckle though...Mad, going, mad, maybe madder? I'm already there~
The mare trotted over towards her with a wide smile, "But cleaning early is without meaning, so tea first?" Behind the smile was the tiniest flicker of dread mixed with mischievousness. Oh she did love to see how brightly her sister shined when riled up! But she really did want to meet her new friends and favorites as well.
"A spill? Oh Maddy, you didn't." Marcharie moved closer to her sister, measured hoof steps bringing her to the edge of the chasm. What she saw caused the dappled mare to stomp her hooves. On top of a pile of decaying corpses was that of an Angeni stallion. His neck was clearly broken, with the red tendons of his neck exposed through the slash that had possibly ended his life. "That was my favorite teapot! I never get to have anything; you break it all!" She spun to glare at her sister before reaching out to n** her shoulder with her teeth.
"After all the trouble I went through to get your favorite, you go and break mine?" Marcharie clucked her tongue. The wretch! There was nothing to be done about it now, though; they had a party to attend. She stomped past her sister, little golden wings a flutter with irritation. "Oh you leave me positively steamed! How am I going to keep my luscious glow without the Angeni tea? I'm going to get wrinkles." Marcharie prattled on to herself while moving towards the "Grand Tea Party".
There it was the golden anger stomping its way through. Maddy offered a small smile as she trotted after her sister, "I was only trying to make you a cup of tea when the pot decided to steam over~ It steamed and steamed until it accidentally toppled itself." How was she to know that the angeni would thrash and scream while she got his blood?
"I'll find you a new favorite. A better, more favorite, favoriter favorite than ever before~" Maddy nodded, "A surprise is inside and now the steam has even more flavor to please~" She had picked more of their herbs to relax their new 'friends' so that they could spice up their teas as they pleased. After all what was a good tea without some specialty? It just happened that the girls enjoyed a good home herbal remedy of blood and leaves.
Never to kill, only to thrill.
Well except when Maddy did happen to slip and accidentally break their teapots. It was such a simple thing really. So easy to get caught up in the madness and the thrill of the spill. One would never know that though if they saw the meadow up ahead. Brightly decorated with ribbons and flowers sat a beautiful area with tea tables and cups for days. All sorts from all over decorated their tables and there was plenty of room for guests and play.
Special tea was always brewing for their newest guests. It was relaxing and added to the spinning of their minds as the world suddenly took on a new appeal. Sip away and trip past the day~! No one would realize that the sisters were nicking necks and taking their pick then. After all who noticed such things when the world was spinning madly around you?
Some evenings the parties had so many quests that Marcharie wouldn't even see Maddy until well into the night. Others were smaller, more intimate gatherings, and the sizes always depended on the moods of the hostesses. Already a few quests had taken the bait, and were drinking their fill of the tea laid out before them. Marcharie had been in a very Autumn mood when she had been gathering teas. Every one of their teapots had very Fall-esque themes blended in to their pelts, with one in particular sticking out. A pretty flutter with a healthy frame and bright eyes.
"Come here, come here!" Marcharie motioned for her to come closer. It seemed to be difficult for the mare, but Marcharie was there to help keep her balance. "My, someone can't hold her tea." She laughed.
"It's...It's verrrrry good."
"It is, isn't it? Tell my sister what you told me. Tell her, go on, tell her!" She nudged her with a shoulder rub before looking to Maddy. "You'll love this."
"....honey....and nectar...do you see the stars?"
"She's just as sweet as she looks, sister. Sweet and natural."
"Oh, sister!" Maddy laughed with wicked delight, "Amazingly truly you are!" The mare smiled before nodding towards the side where an angeni had stumbled into the party, "I see wings flying low tonight. You may be in luck for the right one tonight." It was good timing that boy had finally managed his way through her tricks and games of the woods.
After all how else was one to get here save for being lured in by the sisters?
They definitely would have their fun and play tonight. If any teapots wandered off that was fine as well save for the special specials~ Those they would keep for a while content on their brewed teas and snacks. No one would ever chase them here since all that left went back with wander and forever changed lips. No one would dare to believe to see what could be had and instead any tales would be considered mad.
Laughing at her own riddle Maddy looked towards her sister with a wide smile, "See? See? Some may crack, some may tip, but love above all can replace that lost sip~" She was just glad that her sister had still thought of her and her favorite teapots even with Maddy accidentally breaking her own. That in its way was a wacky love of its own.
Personality: Yosha has no idea he's been charmed because of the charm's placement (shoulder blades). He serves as the Alpha of his wolf pack and looks out for them, though he hasn't yet connected that to something an uncharmed walker wouldn't do. He's extremely protective of what he deems 'his' and is territorial to a fault. Although he isn't nearly as cruel as he once was he still shows no hesitancy to attack things that he deems threatening.
Physically Yosha is a massive wolf walker.
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Species: 1/2 Kirin 1/4 Unicorn 1/4 Wind Other Images:Uncert, Markings
Offspring: N/A
Sexuality: Familiar:
Personality: Tziporah is the sweetest little mare you'll ever meet with the darkest of hobbies. She's kind, considerate, and always puts the well being of those closest to her above her own. Very rarely does she say a cross word and even rarer does she raise a hoof to someone.
That being said she does have a few unique hobbies; such as brewing natural spells and collecting bones. She has her own little glen that's decorated in a variety of lovely plants; many of which can be turned into healing salves! The majority of her 'potions' and 'spells' are used for healing though a few can be a little more deceitful. Beyond that she has a not so little collection of cleaned and preserved bones she keeps around. Her favorites are skulls with weird fangs, horns and such. Anything with an 'oddity' is valuable to her!
Biography: One of three charming daughters born to two of the kindest stallions you'll ever meet
Personality: While both Nykia and Kore are adventurous girls the two have distinctive personalities. Nykia is the seemingly kinder one while Kore is more straight forward and combative. Out of the two, however, Nykia is the meat eater and is prone to snapping if she doesn't get her way.
Biography: The girls were born out of a fling between Broderick and Takoda. While their father stuck around in their youth he's long since gone on his own adventures, leaving the newly grown foals to figure out where they'd like to go in life. Because of their brother's size and features he's turned to hunting skinwalkers; a path the girls followed. While they aren't nearly as strong as their brother they take great pride in rescuing those that have been taken by walkers and securing havens for them until they can recover.
Personality: Zedryx is a shy sort who prefers to be near the back of a crowd instead of the center. She understands that with her size and features it's not as obvious to others that she is a mare which can be irritating.
Full Name: Bijou
Full Name: Alayna Belrose
Full Name: Marguerite Belrose
Full Name: Jacques Belrose
Full Name: Sweet Pea
Full Name: Marcharie O'Hare
Full Name: Stroud
Full Name: Abysinnia